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Rainbow Six Siege: A Ghost in the Shadows (Complete)

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15 years ago my parents were murdered in front of me and since that day I have dedicated my life to finding their killer and avenging them, even if it means the end of my own life. He will never see me coming, he will never hear me and he will never know I'm there until its too late. I am Ghost and this is my story.All Rights Reserved

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The Day Runts Took Over(Male ReaderxFem! OC) by Alpha_HodgyBeats

(The story I mentioned [and possibly long awaited by some] is finally coming around) "You're too weak to be a fighter, focus on your studies." "You can never become a good driver. It's too taxing on your body." "You're useless." That's all you were ever told, you could never follow your dreams, all because of genetic code. Your siblings always rubbed it in your face, minus your eldest brother, who supported you through and through. Always homeschooled, until you convinced you parents to send you to Hirenell Academy, where you are finally free to do what you please. Or so you thought. Teachers treated you differently, almost like a fragile glass, students avoided you and looked at you with pity, except for some girls here and there, but you knew what they wanted. You hated it That was, until you met her. The one whom shared your pain.

I Fell in Love with a Bad Boy by Beautiful_Tragedy8

CRINGE WARNING! First book I ever wrote on here!! -- "Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun." I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest. They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted. People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'. I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me. I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy. Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1 Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8 Copyright 2014

I can tell by Addiechim23

I'm different, I can read and see what people think. Every moment of everyday... it's not normal. I've been this way for too long. Ever since I saw my best friends dad die in front of my own two, once blue eyes. My now gold orbs, seeing the world for what it actually is. Unfortunately, I think that this story will be discontinued. Thank you to everyone who has read it, this just isn't what I'm interested in writing anymore. It's been too long since I've written. 9/6/17 to 3/30/19

Don't Forget Me In The Morning by BandsOrBust

When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.

Not Sick But Not Well. by La_marquise732

This day wasn't an exception. I cried over and over until I could no longer, I wiped my tears and took the packages in my arms after opening the door. In the house, nothing new. They were still talking, so I had time to drop off the packages, and without even opening one, I headed to the showers, cleaned my face with water, and went to my room. This is roughly how my days as a child went. I know that it cannot be described as an ideal childhood, but it would certainly be the most beautiful period of my life. Despite family conflicts, school conflicts, loneliness, and fear, I was happy. I was happy because they were all there, happy because they always remained, despite my faults, and happy. After all, I knew that I had not yet experienced the worst. Happy because I knew, that sooner or later everything would end. So yes, I was as cowardly and useless as they all claimed and even more naive than they would have believed, but this vision that I had at that age kept me going. Although the truth was hard to accept, I was given no choice. So I accepted life as it came; I accepted myself and my truth, my weaknesses, and the fact that I had to get used to the idea that I would always be the first actor to die in films.

Mystery Man by GrapesFunction

Mikhail has always been an active member of society, at least that is what he claims. That part of him slowly drifted away as he grew older due to his father's tragic passing. After his passing he found himself caught up as his mother's right hand man. He does everything from spying down to assassinations, nothing is off the table. For that reason he's unliked by many that don't even know him. He's a behind the scenes type of guy he didn't choose to be there but he grew accustomed to it. Mikhail doesn't care for his job as much as he might let on. All he cares about is saving face before his mother. Who knows when she'll get tired of him and marry him off to some rich alpha? Mikhail's real purpose behind being her right hand man is to figure out once and for all how his father really died. There are too many coincidences to confidently say that he was killed in a freak accident. Mikhail isn't expecting the organization his mother hates with a passion to suddenly be super interested in his father's death too. And never in his wildest dreams would he have expected that his mother would team up with that organization to uncover the truth behind his death. Will Mikhail be able to remain in the shadows or is it finally time to show his face?

A Story Of Change by MmischiefManaged

I am fifteen. My hair is blonde and my eyes are crystal grey. Hahaha thought I was gonna say blue, huh? My life was pretty normal. I walk to school everyday, walk home afterwards. Simple really. Honestly? Very very boring. Until one day. It happened. An event that would change my world, my entire life. Here's my story.

Ember by TheRealReaper

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Trust me. I'll catch you. by Sunshine4luv

I thought I could trust them to work it out. My parents, abandoned me on the side of the road when I was about 16.. They had wanted to start fresh and I was too close to there past. How am I supposed to live? To love? To trust again? I don't know... But I was going to start again..... Until HE.... Came!

You're Not Imagining by EdgeBeReading

Sure I don't remember his face , but why do I seem to sense him everywhere I go. At college, at parties, at home. I have to be imaging all of this, but it all feels so real. Sure I can't remember him but, every word he speaks can be heard so clearly and every touch placed on my skin can be felt for years after. Tw: -cursing -underage drinking -stalking -drug use -panic attacks -mentions of blood -murder

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The Day Runts Took Over(Male ReaderxFem! OC)

(The story I mentioned [and possibly long awaited by some] is finally coming around) "You're too weak to be a fighter, focus on your studies." "You can never become a good driver. It's too taxing on your body." "You're useless." That's all you were ever told, you could never follow your dreams, all because of genetic code. Your siblings always rubbed it in your face, minus your eldest brother, who supported you through and through. Always homeschooled, until you convinced you parents to send you to Hirenell Academy, where you are finally free to do what you please. Or so you thought. Teachers treated you differently, almost like a fragile glass, students avoided you and looked at you with pity, except for some girls here and there, but you knew what they wanted. You hated it That was, until you met her. The one whom shared your pain.